The White Deer Clan, bustling and lively...
Beyond, the Wolf Riders stand vigil, patrolling all around.
Li Yuan sat in front of the bed, looking at the frail woman on it, then glanced at the flickering firelight reflected on the brown leather tent.
Warmth came in from outside, making the tent feel like spring.
He said gently, "It's bright here.
Sister Xue, rest for a couple of nights first, and once you're feeling better, I'll take you there."
Xue Ning softly replied, "Okay."
Just as they were speaking, the Barbarian King's booming voice came from outside the tent, "Distinguished guest, is it convenient?"
Li Yuan said, "Barbarian King, please come in."
The cloth curtains lifted, and a man over six feet tall, with bulging muscles and eyes like stars, exuding an intense evil qi, stepped in, then stood somewhat awkwardly before Li Yuan.
He glanced at the elderly woman on the bed, then averted his gaze.
Li Yuan gestured to the tea table beside him, saying, "Have a seat."
